I will bury the gods

The high cliffs are steep, the snow is blowing, and the thin black eagle with black feathers and long necks is flying around in the air.

Amid the desolate hissing, Shuyu and Mu Shijing wandered across the cliff road and arrived at Yuanmianjiao.

The original face religion stands between the cliffs, and the black prismatic buildings form a giant human face along the mountain, squinting straight at the position of the tree of the world.

"That is the temple of Yuanmian Sect. The Great Elder lives at the mouth, the two priests live at the nostrils, and the left and right protectors of Yuanmian respectively occupy their eyes. They are the pupils of wisdom of Yuanmian Sect." whispered.

"I am Elder Baiyin from Yuanmian, do you need to explain to me?" Mu Shijing asked coldly.

"It's Shuyu who was being abrupt." Shuyu immediately apologized.

Before taking two steps, Mu Shijing's red lips moved, and he couldn't help asking again: "Where does the leader live?"

"Miss is not."

"I'll test you." Mu Shijing interrupted.

"The leader lives in the position among people." Shu Yu said.

"Human?" Mu Shijing originally thought that the leader would be the brain of Yuanmian, so she asked, "What do you do there?"

"Thirty years ago, in the Dragon Skeleton Snow Ridge, the leader of the Yuanmian Sect had a battle with the sword master of the Bronze Blood Sect. High is not low, but Lord Sword Master has cultivated this spiritual root to the extreme, so long as everything in the world looks like a sword, he can draw a real sword from it.

In the final decisive battle, the sword master was drenched in blood, his body was bruised, and everything around him was crushed to powder. Just when everyone thought he was going to lose, he grabbed his own people and forcibly pulled out a sword from them, turning defeat into victory. . "Shu Yu told the story of the year in a very low voice.

Since then, the leader of the original face sect lived among the people in the temple in order to remember this failure.

"Yes, Not Bad."

Mu Shijing looked like she knew everything already, and she patted Shuyu's head as a compliment.

Shuyu was rubbed on the head, showing an intoxicated and lovely look, which immediately turned cold after she lowered her head.

Mu Shijing stopped, stretched out a finger, and lifted Shuyu's jaw.

Shuyu immediately put on a smiling face again.Mu Shijing pressed her head down.Shu Yu's expression was ruthless again.

Mu Shijing repeated this several times, but he couldn't bear it anymore, but he didn't dare to attack, so he forced a sweet smile and asked innocently: "Miss, what are you doing?"

"Your face is beautiful, but it's just that the weather is very uncertain." Mu Shijing grabbed her neck, and said a little harder: "I forgot to tell you, my sister's heart is also uncertain." She wanted to explain, but her neck was pinched tightly and it was difficult for her to speak, so she could only squeeze out three words jerky: "Understood."

Only then did Mu Shijing let go, she smiled and straightened Shuyu's skirt, and put the bronze mask on her face.

Shuyu knelt on the ground, gasping for breath, and slowly followed Mu Shijing into the hall.

Mu Shijing's identity is Elder Baiyin, with a good status, and he is qualified to live in a separate room. But as a disciple of Bronze, she will never be so lucky. Serving Mu Shijing, he could only live in a crowded, messy courtyard with other female disciples at night. …

The most important thing is that a disciple like her has only a pitiful amount of money a month, and can't afford those precious pills at all.

The spiritual roots cannot be repaired, and the realm cannot be restored. How can she break out of the cage and gain freedom?
She was thinking about countermeasures.

When going in and out on weekdays, everyone will wear a mask. It is difficult to rely on the high-ranking people and kill people to steal money. The most direct way is probably to steal.

However, stealing in this kind of evil sect, if caught, is definitely not as simple as breaking a leg.

When Shuyu was still worrying about money, Mu Shijing came to add to her burden again.

"From today onwards, you have to write an article every day to record what you do every day. You must write it with the most sincere emotions. After you finish writing, remember to present it to me." Mu Shijing ordered.

I want to show you how to write it with the most sincere emotion... Shu Yan secretly complained in her heart, but she smiled and obeyed obediently.

In the next few days, I still have to be distracted (this chapter is not finished!)
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write diary.

Needless to say, she summed up her daily life in the morning, noon and evening in three sentences, and then used a whole page to praise Mu Shijing. She compared her to the sun today, the moon tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow. My biological parents once wanted to curse her secretly with acrostic poems, but they were ruthlessly pulled out as soon as they were handed over. After being hung from the beams and whipped severely, she no longer dared to play tricks, but obediently sang .

In the blink of an eye, she had already passed seven days like this.She had to shout slogans with other believers during the day, praising the God of the Original Face, and at night she had to get up secretly to write diaries, praising Miss, leaving little time for her to practice and heal her wounds.

Under the depression and resentment, her injury not only did not get better, but tortured her even worse.

Moved from the ancient and luxurious Daxue Palace to this simple and cold residence, suffered severe beatings, slaves and dogs, flattery
However, no matter how determined she is, she is still just a 17-year-old girl, her status has plummeted, and all kinds of shame flooded her heart. Tonight, when she was writing in her diary, she couldn't help crying.

Tears pattered onto the paper.The writing became blurred.

She crumpled the paper into a ball and held it tightly in her palm, her whole body trembling.

Although she suppressed her crying, she still woke up the little girl who was squeezed into the next bed. The little girl raised her masked head, glanced at her, and comforted her in a low voice: "I was just like you when I came, Crying secretly all day long, crying is meaningless, more bitter days are yet to come."

In the Yuanmian religion and even in all religions, most of the lowest-level disciples like them have a miserable fate. Most of them are reduced to slaves and cauldrons, and there are not a few who help the elders test medicine and die suddenly.

The real country is different from the holy mountain. It doesn't care about the lives of ordinary monks, because the real country is bordered by the undead snowfield. It is to create stronger individuals, to continue the fire of cultivation and find a way to fight the old gods.

Therefore, in Zhenguo, the gap among ascetics is extremely serious, and most people will fail if they can't reach the so-called "immortal realm" in Shenshan. …

"Thank you." She replied.

The little girl who was awakened by her hummed and fell asleep.

Shuyu nestled in the iron-like quilt, facing the night in silence for a long time, the snoring of other people sounded like thunder in her ears, but it didn't disturb her heart.

She unfolded the crumpled paper again, and transcribed the content on a new piece of paper.

The content is shameful, but she writes with determination.

The next day, when Shuyu was about to hand over the diary paper to Mu Shijing, he was stopped by other guards.

The little girl who was woken up by her in the middle of the night stood beside an old man with a brass mask, pointed to the old man, and said, "That's her, she got up sneaky last night, secretly took out the pen and paper hidden under the bed board, After being discovered by me, she crushed the paper and cried out in fright. Her origin is unknown, and it is very likely that she is an undercover agent of another sect. I hope you will investigate her carefully."

Shuyu's heart skipped a beat.

She has been pampered and pampered for too long, and subconsciously has no defense against this little girl who is not as good as an ant.

Now recalling what the girl said last night, 'The hard days are yet to come', she suddenly realized.

The first rank of the official ranks crushes people to death, and the brass mask has absolute oppressive power over the bronze mask. When the old man wearing the brass mask gave an order, Shuyu was immediately captured, pressed to his knees, and the letter that was supposed to be sent to him was found. Go and deliver the letter to Mu Shijing.

The letter was presented to the brass masked old man.

The old man handed the letter to the informant little girl and asked her to read it out.

The little girl opened the letter, cleared her throat, and read the contents above in front of everyone:
".Miss is the aurora on the Great Snow King Peak. It is magnificent and bright. It is the song of the whale falling into the sea. It is long and moving. It is also the darkness in the snowfield of the dead. Once touched, there is no escape. I can't imagine the life of losing Miss. Just like me I can't stand a meaningless life. I am willing to let the lady trample and ravage me like a carpet, just to pave an inch of the way to eternity for the lady."

After reading, the place that was like an ice cellar became even more dead silent.Shuyu was pressed to kneel on the ground, with her head lowered, her cheeks blushed uncontrollably.

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How humble and flattering.
"This is... a love letter?" Others discussed. "Miss? Could it be that she likes women?"

"No, this may be some kind of code word, and there is a signal of collaborating with the enemy hidden in it." Some people said cautiously.

The brass old man looked at Shu, and asked, "Who is this young lady?"

"Miss."

Shuyu parted her lips and was about to explain when a familiar voice sounded behind her.

"it's me."

Mu Shijing walked slowly with a silver mask on, and when she raised her hand, the two people who were holding the special box were shocked back. She lifted the special box, and glanced at the old man with the brass mask out of the corner of her eye: "Would you like to see me?" Am I okay?".-
Mu Shijing logically took away Shumei with hot cheeks, no one dared to stop him.

The masks of the original mask are divided into paper masks, bronze masks, brass masks, silver masks, gold masks and king masks.

Mu Shijing is considered a respected figure here.Along the way, Mu Shijing's care for this bronze disciple made people jealous, but when Mu Shijing brought her into the room, she knew that she was going to suffer. …

Shuyu knelt on the ground obediently, waiting for the young lady to leave.Mu Shijing didn't touch her.

Mu Shijing just sat quietly in the stone chair, his breasts overlapped, his body tilted, one half-clenched hand supported his side dimple, and the other hand rested on the fox fur covering his knees, motionless, Even though she was wearing a silver mask, Shu Yu could still imagine her cold and lonely expression.

"Help me rub my shoulders." Mu Shijing said.

Although she was serving, Shuyu was still relieved when she heard her speak.

Shuyu's right arm has been healed back to the body, although it is still a little stiff, but it is enough to help people massage.It's not the first time for her to massage Mu Shijing, she knows the technique and strength very well.

While massaging, Shu Yu also secretly used hypnotic magic. In the light and comfortable feeling, Mu Shijing closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep.

Shuyu called 'Miss' softly a few times, but Mu Shijing didn't respond.

It is almost certain that she fell asleep.She became murderous again.

She hid a sharp knife under her skirt, which was tied against the inner thigh of her thigh, ready to draw and kill at any time.There is no doubt that this is an excellent killing opportunity.

But for some reason, Mu Shijing was already asleep, and she might have broken the opponent's neck with a little force, but she couldn't muster up the courage to do it.

She is not afraid of the blood oath, because she has already transformed her body into modules one after another. She swears by her right hand. Just to bear the backlash of the blood oath.

Mu Shijing didn't know how to break the blood oath. She believed that Mu Shijing was superstitious about the power of the blood oath, and sooner or later he would pay the price.

But even so, until the end, Shu Yu didn't do anything.It seems that as long as she really does it, this ghostly girl will open her eyes and ask her what she is doing with a knife. Is it going to be dedicated to her? This is the picture in her imagination, the imagination she is afraid of Imprisoned.

She comforted herself that she was forbearing, she was guarding against traps, and she would act when the time came.

But no matter how she comforted her, there was regret in her heart that couldn't be erased.

After returning, she fell ill.

This is a disease contracted after excessive use of spiritual roots, and it will directly endanger life. She endured the severe pain and finished the morning class taught by Yuanmian, and then found a deserted snow field, buried herself deep in the snow, and growled Rolling and rolling, like a beast hit by a poisoned arrow.

Sometimes she was hot all over, sometimes cold to the bone, and the ever-changing hot and cold cut her like a knife, smashing her will inch by inch, and she even wanted to commit suicide many times, letting death cut off the pain she endured.

For the first time, Shuyu felt that she was going to die, alive and ill.

When her life was dying, Mu Shijing appeared in front of her and threw a bottle of pill to her.

It is the precious Peiling Dan.

Shuyu took the Peiling Pill and poured it into his mouth frantically. After eating four pills in a row, Shuyu's illness was finally suppressed.

Sitting weakly in the snow, she thanked Mu Shijing.

"Don't thank me, without me, you wouldn't either (this chapter is not over!)
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As for being reduced to this point, isn't it? " Mu Shijing asked.

"." Shuyu pursed her lips tightly, but did not answer. …

"With your temperament, you must have played with and killed many people before?" Mu Shijing asked again.

Shu Yu was silent for a long time, and said, "They deserve to die."

Mu Shijing didn't question anything, she just said: "You used to be able to kill people easily, it's not because you are so powerful, it's just that the enemy is open and you are in the dark. You know a lot, and it is easier to kill. As time goes by, you will kill yourself The repeated successful killings are due to your intelligence, but you have to understand that killing ants and mice is not a skill, and one day, you will face your real enemy openly."

Mu Shijing seemed to be talking to Shumai, but he was actually reflecting on the past.

Back then in Youlin Sect, she easily killed a pair of siblings. At that time, she was satisfied and proud of it, but this is actually nothing to be proud of. Rather than saying that she is powerful, it is better to say that the enemy is stupid.

When she can see all the thoughts of the enemy, victory is within easy reach.

No matter how fancy or wicked her way of killing people is, it cannot prove her strength.

The embarrassment when facing Lin Shouxi and other enemies later also proved this point.What's more, the real powerful enemy is unknown.Shuyu nodded slightly.

Mu Shijing sat in the snow, looking at the divine peak known as the tree of the world.

The top of the Shenfeng Peak was shrouded in thick clouds, making it impossible to see the situation above.

After Shenfeng, the continuous snow-capped mountains formed a barrier like a divine wall, separating the undead snowfield that imprisoned the king of the gray tomb from the real kingdom.

"Don't forget to write a diary when you go back," Mu Shijing said. "Understood." Shuyu nodded obediently.

This time, Shuyu seriously wrote a diary. She wrote down all the difficulties she encountered during these days, and even wrote down the thought of killing her when she was massaged by Mu Shijing.

When Mu Shijing saw this, he shook his head and said, "Do you want to gain trust by confessing one or two things to your heart's content? There's no need to use tricks like yours."

Shuyu was punctured again.

This time, she didn't refute anything, but asked curiously: "Miss, are you teaching me?"

"Is it not possible?" Mu Shijing asked back.

"why."

"Anyway, you are also Xu Bai's daughter. Xu Bai was born but not raised, but I can't just watch you fall into an evil dragon." Mu Shijing said calmly: "I will train you well."

Shuyu's heart was shaken.

Everyone in Zhenguo knows that there is a Dragon Lord living in the Dragon Lord Palace, but except for a very few people, no one knows who it is, but Mu Shijing has revealed its identity in one word!

"How do you know?" Shu Yan was dumbfounded, "Who are you?"

"I said, I have the Dragon King Spiritual Root."

Through the silver mask, Shu Wei saw the white stream of light floating in Mu Shijing's pupils. The stream of light was only for a moment, but she seemed to have caught a glimpse of all the sacred and pure aggregates.

Shuyu knelt in the snow, slowly lifted the hem of the skirt, stretched her hand between her thighs, carefully untied the dagger that was pressed under the skirt, held it in her hand, and handed it to Mu Shijing.

It is a symbol of surrender.

There is still a girl's body fragrance on the dagger.

"Okay, as long as you are obedient, I will cure you." Mu Shijing took the dagger and gently played with it in his hand. …

"It takes a lot of money," Shuyu carefully reminded, she had to kidnap and sell Mu Shijing back then to make enough.
"Don't worry, I've found a way to make money." Mu Shijing's eyes became clear again.

Compared to Mu Shijing, Lin Shouxi and Xiaohe lived a more peaceful life.

They practiced in the ring all day long, and slowly separated the two golden bodies that were glued together with soft and hard methods. This method was not efficient, but it was the only effective strategy.

In addition to practicing, Lin Shouxi also learned about the outside world through Chu Lu.

Chulu will regularly report to them about the arrest warrants of the Holy Tree Court.The arrest warrant has never been taken off, which also shows that Mu Shijing has never been caught, which makes them feel at ease. Seven days later, Lin Shouxi found another Mu Shi (this chapter is not over!)
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Evidence that Jing is safe and sound.

People in Zhenguo also need spiritual pleasure, so there is something similar to Shenshan Dibao here. Recently, a legendary story was published in Dibao, and it became famous in Zhenguo. Will take it out and have a look.

Lin Shouxi was very familiar with the content of this story.It is undoubtedly the record of Zhu Shen.

The only difference from Zhu Shenlu is that the hero of the story is replaced by a heroine.

Obviously, this is Mu Shijing's handwriting.

Lin Shouxi's heart warmed, and she thought that Mu Shijing didn't need money. She risked doing so for the sole purpose of reporting their safety, so he should find ways to respond, so that Mu Shijing could feel at ease.

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